After the True Heiress Travels Back
Chapter 20 Nirvana Ointment

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Nirvana Ointment

"Letting An Siqi use my reputation as a gimmick to open up the live broadcast sale route was indeed my responsibility,"

"Without my indulgence, there wouldn’t be as many victims in the live broadcast room today. This is my dereliction of duty, and I won’t shirk this responsibility,"

Shi Yaoguang spoke with firm conviction.

Zheng Ze was still not satisfied, "Even if you say that, what use is it? Just because you admit it’s your responsibility, can my sister’s face be restored to what it was before?"

"Yes."

"Don’t think that you can clear your name with just a few words of sophistry. Let me tell you, I—"

Zheng Ze had intended to drop some harsh words, but halfway through, he realized that Shi Yaoguang seemed to have said something and suddenly stared at her, dumbfounded.

Shi Yaoguang met his gaze and repeated, "Yes."

Zheng Ze hesitantly asked, "You can do what?"

"You’re asking if I can restore your sister’s face to its original state? My answer is—yes,"

Shi Yaoguang asserted confidently.

Zheng Xiuxin couldn’t believe it, "Miss Shi, are you sure?"

After her face was ruined, she had visited several hospitals.

Both traditional Chinese and Western doctors had seen her but to no avail.

Even plastic surgeons dared not take on her case, saying her skin had suffered particularly severe damage and that her neurons had been damaged. In essence, their message was this:

— There’s no hope, seek someone more skilled.

If even the cosmetic surgery hospitals couldn’t solve the problem, Shi Yaoguang’s claim that she had a solution seemed like a joke, right?

No one present believed what she said.

Even Zheng family’s uncle started to doubt her motives.

"Miss Shi, by making such grandiose claims here, you don’t happen to be planning some sugar-coated shelling to fob us off, do you?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the ward became puzzled, and Zheng Ze asked, "Uncle, what do you mean by that?"

"Although I’m old and not very familiar with online matters, I also know there’s a term called ’whitewashing,’"

"Whether Xiaoqi’s live broadcast room was completely An Siqi’s or if Miss Shi was also involved, I can’t say for sure."

"For the time being, I don’t mind using the darkest thoughts to speculate on this matter."

Shi Yaoguang, hearing him say this, did not exhibit emotions like guilt or anger. Instead, she gave him an encouraging look, gesturing for him to continue.

Zheng family’s uncle went on, "Suppose the live broadcast room was jointly run by An Siqi and you, Miss Shi... then the products from the broadcast room have issues, affecting the entire live broadcast room. Would you opt to sacrifice a pawn to save the chariot?"

"First start a conflict, make the breakdown of your relationship public to convince the public that you truly have nothing to do with the live broadcast room, then you step forward, mediating on An Siqi’s behalf, allowing her to walk away triumphantly from this incident."

"...If I’m not guessing wrong, Miss Shi, you’re here now to speak on An Siqi’s behalf, right?"

After Zheng family’s uncle finished speaking, the gazes from the Zheng’s relatives towards Shi Yaoguang turned a few degrees colder.

Shi Yaoguang denied his argument, her eyes clear and steady, "Your speculation is incorrect."

Then she explained her reason for being there, "The sole purpose of my presence here is for Mrs. Zheng."

"Although it’s true that she was not harmed by me subjectively, this indeed has an inextricable connection to me, and for that, I am willing to make a promise to assure that her damaged visage will be restored to its original state."

Zheng Ze snorted, "You say it can be restored just like that?"

"Of course," Shi Yaoguang was very confident.

Zheng Ze was choked by her attitude, momentarily at a loss for words to mock her for being delusional.

"I have already severed ties with An Siqi, so there’s no need for everyone to worry that I’m doing this to speak for her."

"This point, once the local news comes out, you will believe it,"

Zheng Ze became curious, "Local news?"

Shi Yaoguang: "An Siqi paid five hundred thousand to have someone throw sulfuric acid on me during the chaos, and she has already been arrested."

Zheng Ze: "..."

"Miss Shi, you said there’s a way to restore my sister’s face to its original state, is that true?"

Shi Yaoguang took out a small white porcelain bottle from her purse: "Whether what I say is true or not, wouldn’t you know once you test it?"

"What is this?"

"Nirvana Ointment."

As Shi Yaoguang spoke, she opened the bottle.

A rich medicinal fragrance instantly diffused through the air, and she scooped out a small lump of orange-red ointment and placed it in her palm.

"Nirvana Ointment is inspired by the phoenix’s rebirth, refined from the essence of over a hundred rare herbs. Its function is to regenerate human cells, healing any injury, no matter how severe."

Hearing her make it sound so miraculous, Zheng Ze was the first to disbelieve, "You say this ointment can regenerate cells just like that? Who knows if it’s a fake drug? My sister’s condition is already so bad, you wouldn’t still be trying to peddle fake medicine, would you?"

Shi Yaoguang’s gaze fell on his neck and she didn’t respond.

Zheng Ze got a bit annoyed, "What are you looking at? You do know this is tantamount to robbery and attempted murder, right?"

Shi Yaoguang nonchalantly nodded: "Okay, okay, I got it."

Zheng Ze snorted and was about to speak when he felt a cool sensation on his neck.

Upon looking, he realized that Shi Yaoguang had applied the orange-red ointment to his neck.

A few days ago, his neck had been cut by a piece of glass, and the wound was quite deep, though it hadn’t been fatal.

The wound had just started to scab over these past two days, and now she’d suddenly smeared some Nirvana Ointment on his neck; what if it...

As Zheng Ze’s panic grew, he glared at her forcefully then dashed toward the restroom.

Soon after, a shrill scream echoed from inside the restroom.

Zheng Ze scooped up a handful of water, intending to wash off the ointment from his neck.

The next second, he discovered that the wound on his neck had disappeared.

This was also the reason why everyone in the sickroom heard him scream like a pig.

"Xiao Ze, what’s wrong with you—"

Zheng’s uncle was the first to follow into the restroom, his words of concern abruptly cutting off.

Previously, the wound on Zheng Ze’s neck was as long as an adult’s index finger.

Such a scar on the neck was conspicuous at first glance.

Now, the scar had vanished without a trace!

Zheng’s uncle was left dumbfounded.

Zheng Xiuxin waited for a moment, but seeing that her uncle and younger brother made no sound, she started getting anxious.

Just as she was about to get up and take a look, she heard a sudden exclamation from the restroom: "Holy shit, what kind of black technology is this?"

After saying that, Zheng Ze, his hand covering his neck, walked out of the restroom.

Zheng’s uncle followed behind him, still in a daze.

The Zheng family relatives, seeing their reaction, thought something had happened to Zheng Ze’s neck and hurriedly sent someone to fetch a doctor.

Zheng Ze paid no attention to their actions. He walked up to Zheng Xiuxin and slowly moved his hand away from his neck.

Revealing his clean, fair neck.

Zheng Xiuxin remembered that before Zheng Ze rushed into the restroom, there was still a bloody mark on his neck.

Now, that bloody mark had disappeared as if by magic, "How, how is this possible?"